Reflection in a papered up store front window.

A nice walk this morning while it was still cool. Stood and talked with a neighbor for a while, his ancient (14 years old) but very spry lhasa apso investigating the site where a sizable tree limb had been felled by a passing truck yesterday. The tree doesn't look like it's missing anything; when the limb was blocking the street it looked so massive, out of context on the ground. We talked about the dog mostly, besides the dog's bad eyes one wouldn't realize it was so old, he felt the dog wouldn't be around for much longer. I know the man will be devastated to lose his companion.